It's Over LARPing out loud

[jerrycan dan]

Sometimes when I'm sitting in my room, walking home alone or in the shower I'll think about retarded scenarios that will never happen, and sometimes I get to deep into the LARP that I'll mumble to myself what I would say.

Just now I read some post where a guy wants to ask a woman dating a man a whole head shorter than her what she sees in him, and I just thought about seeing some short fat rich manlet on the street with a hot chick a head taller than her and asking her what she sees in him. The manlet would get angry and try to invalidate my question by saying I'm just as tall as him, then try to fight me for embarrasing him in front of his gf. I then thought about pushing my hands forward, and as I sat still in my chair I mumbled "I don't wanna fight".

My autism is way too fucking powerful sometimes, anyone else like this?

 

[retarded_dumbshit]

Sometimes I'll daydream about a girl liking me and I'll get so deep into the fantasy that I actually start feeling happy and smiling. That's usually when it dawns on me that I'm laying on my bed by myself and I'll just open my eyes and stare at the ceiling.

 

[UltraFayJr.]

Yeah, I kinda daydream about what having a girlfriend is like. It feels real sometimes, I don't know how to explain it. Sometimes I hug a pillow like it's a real female.

Sometimes I'll daydream about a girl liking me and I'll get so deep into the fantasy that I actually start feeling happy and smiling. That's usually when it dawns on me that I'm laying on my bed by myself and I'll just open my eyes and stare at the ceiling.

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[retarded_dumbshit]

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ya.

Honestly though, it wouldn't surprise me if all incels are guilty of this. Being this lonely is extremely unhealthy and unnatural.

 

[Indari]

yes I daydream about completely imaginary power fantasy scenarios as well as scenarios that I think could happen

 

[Deleted member 265]

yes I daydream about completely imaginary power fantasy scenarios as well as scenarios that I think could happen

 

[Insalsa]

I've been daybreaming about beating the shit out of 6'5"+ bodybuilders, ultimate manlet cope.

 

[BlkPillPres]

Sometimes when I'm sitting in my room, walking home alone or in the shower I'll think about retarded scenarios that will never happen, and sometimes I get to deep into the LARP that I'll mumble to myself what I would say.

Just now I read some post where a guy wants to ask a woman dating a man a whole head shorter than her what she sees in him, and I just thought about seeing some short fat rich manlet on the street with a hot chick a head taller than her and asking her what she sees in him. The manlet would get angry and try to invalidate my question by saying I'm just as tall as him, then try to fight me for embarrasing him in front of his gf. I then thought about pushing my hands forward, and as I sat still in my chair I mumbled "I don't wanna fight".

My autism is way too fucking powerful sometimes, anyone else like this?

This is also me, I get the same mumble thing, even worse though is that my dreams when I'm sleeping are even more effective in immersing me, most of my dreams I only realize I'm dreaming AFTER I WAKE UP. They are very realistic and detailed and I can often remember specific things from the dreams. For example if I'm at a store in the dream I can see and read made up barcodes in the dream, and one time I woke up and grabbed a peice of paper and a pen and wrote the last one I saw down thinking it had some meaning lol.

One dream I woke up from had me the most depressed I've ever been and likely ever will be because the experience in the dream was something fucked up that I'll never likely experience. I found this cute 10/10 at my uni that actually liked me (its a girl I've never seen before nor do I know her, a 7/10 light skinned latina chick that wears glasses), we were on our first date (she was wearing a blue denim kind of jacket and a pick skirt, wardrobe probably didn't make much sense but I didn't care), she gets kidnapped right in front of me, I run around the dreamscape which leads from random location to random location looking for her, I arrive at a dark room that slowly becomes lit to see her lifeless dead body on a bed bleeding from her face and crotch (raped to death) and a pool of her blood is slowly drawing into the center of the bed where they weight of her body makes an indentation. I go into the other room to see the guy who raped her, it was a guy I know from my uni who recently snatched up a girl that I had my sights set on (so the dream made sense on so many levels), a gun appears in my hand and I shoot and kill him.

The wave of depression that hits me at that moment, when I realized I had everything I wanted and I was now left with nothing, was the strongest I've ever felt, ironically after that dream every bad thing that happens to me pales in comparison, nothing will likely ever feel that bad. I literally can't explain just how bad it felt to you guys, you'd have to experience it, its the same depression feeling you get but way stronger, you feel light headed, like your consciousness is fading away and at that point you don't even care, nothingness would be a blessing.

Waking from that dream was the first time I was truly glad that I was living my current life.

My dreams are too detailed for my own good, I've seen a lot of fucked up shit in them and at most times I thought it was actually happening because for some reason I get caught up and entranced in them.

 

[Total Imbecile]

LOL regularly, also before any social interaction I always come up with exactly what I wanna say and how I think the situation will unfold and if it doesnt go according to that my autism spills out and I end up embarrassing myself

 

[acnescarcel]

daydream or die

 

[Henry de Montherlant]

This is also me, I get the same mumble thing, even worse though is that my dreams when I'm sleeping are even more effective in immersing me, most of my dreams I only realize I'm dreaming AFTER I WAKE UP. They are very realistic and detailed and I can often remember specific things from the dreams. For example if I'm at a store in the dream I can see and read made up barcodes in the dream, and one time I woke up and grabbed a peice of paper and a pen and wrote the last one I saw down thinking it had some meaning lol.

One dream I woke up from had me the most depressed I've ever been and likely ever will be because the experience in the dream was something fucked up that I'll never likely experience. I found this cute 10/10 at my uni that actually liked me (its a girl I've never seen before nor do I know her, a 7/10 light skinned latina chick that wears glasses), we were on our first date (she was wearing a blue denim kind of jacket and a pick skirt, wardrobe probably didn't make much sense but I didn't care), she gets kidnapped right in front of me, I run around the dreamscape which leads from random location to random location looking for her, I arrive at a dark room that slowly becomes lit to see her lifeless dead body on a bed bleeding from her face and crotch (raped to death) and a pool of her blood is slowly drawing into the center of the bed where they weight of her body makes an indentation. I go into the other room to see the guy who raped her, it was a guy I know from my uni who recently snatched up a girl that I had my sights set on (so the dream made sense on so many levels), a gun appears in my hand and I shoot and kill him.

The wave of depression that hits me at that moment, when I realized I had everything I wanted and I was now left with nothing, was the strongest I've ever felt, ironically after that dream every bad thing that happens to me pales in comparison, nothing will likely ever feel that bad. I literally can't explain just how bad it felt to you guys, you'd have to experience it, its the same depression feeling you get but way stronger, you feel light headed, like your consciousness is fading away and at that point you don't even care, nothingness would be a blessing.

Waking from that dream was the first time I was truly glad that I was living my current life.

My dreams are too detailed for my own good, I've seen a lot of fucked up shit in them and at most times I thought it was actually happening because for some reason I get caught up and entranced in them.

Wow, that's a really powerful and meaningful dream tbh. I have such evocative dreams but merely when there are really epic shit happening.

I remember one of them that was a literal SF saga, involving my cousin owning a jetpack, succubus witchery performed on me, planet invasions, huge laser blast battles near a timeless fortress, giant sea monsters jousting and some 18th century ships with enormous wind turbine that allowed them to fly. I remember every single details of this shit, but if I had to resume it here it would end up in an autistic 10k lines comment nobody will ever read.

However, the only "sentimental" dreams I have involving a foid always end bad though. It's really strange, but if I have a GF in those cases, she always turn into some weird rag doll before the end of the dream, and then I realize I'm dreaming, and then I immediatly wake-up, and then I cry alone in my bed.

 

[ICanOnlyFapToBDSM]

Sometimes I'll daydream about a girl liking me and I'll get so deep into the fantasy that I actually start feeling happy and smiling. That's usually when it dawns on me that I'm laying on my bed by myself and I'll just open my eyes and stare at the ceiling.

fuck I do this too.

 

[Deleted member 10124]

Sometimes when I'm sitting in my room, walking home alone or in the shower I'll think about retarded scenarios that will never happen, and sometimes I get to deep into the LARP that I'll mumble to myself what I would say.

I have this Walter mitty daydreaming just to comfort myself.

Sometimes I'll daydream about a girl liking me and I'll get so deep into the fantasy that I actually start feeling happy and smiling. That's usually when it dawns on me that I'm laying on my bed by myself and I'll just open my eyes and stare at the ceiling.

LOL regularly, also before any social interaction I always come up with exactly what I wanna say and how I think the situation will unfold and if it doesnt go according to that my autism spills out and I end up embarrassing myself

yes I daydream about completely imaginary power fantasy scenarios as well as scenarios that I think could happen

Honestly though, it wouldn't surprise me if all incels are guilty of this. Being this lonely is extremely unhealthy and unnatural.

 

[BlkPillPres]

Wow, that's a really powerful and meaningful dream tbh. I have such evocative dreams but merely when there are really epic shit happening.

I remember one of them that was a literal SF saga, involving my cousin owning a jetpack, succubus witchery performed on me, planet invasions, huge laser blast battles near a timeless fortress, giant sea monsters jousting and some 18th century ships with enormous wind turbine that allowed them to fly. I remember every single details of this shit, but if I had to resume it here it would end up in an autistic 10k lines comment nobody will ever read.

However, the only "sentimental" dreams I have involving a foid always end bad though. It's really strange, but if I have a GF in those cases, she always turn into some weird rag doll before the end of the dream, and then I realize I'm dreaming, and then I immediatly wake-up, and then I cry alone in my bed.

It was basically my mind telling me that I'll never get to have anything like that, something or someone will always ruin it for me.

My best dream with a foid is ironically the one where I was the rapist, talked about that one already in another thread.

I had a dream like that once, but I was cucked more hardcore due to the effort I put in to get the girl (it still ended well for me though, you'll see why), was in this post apocalyptic desert looking environment, and I happened upon this beautiful girl that looked to be in my age group at the time (had the dream years ago, never forgot it, can't forget it). It was weird because it was almost like a montage, at one point I'm scavenging for food to bring back to the abandoned building I secured for us to stay in, at another point I'm literally fighting off wild hyena looking dogs with a stick to protect her, she is clutching at my shoulder behind my back while I fend them off, she acted like she loved me, and sad enough to say I liked her a lot, a figment of my imagination (which didn't occur to me at the time, I get "lost" in my dreams, I think I have an extremely over active imagination).

The final scene was us walking through the desert landscape again (idk why, maybe to find another encampment) and guess who we happen upon...... her fucking chad ex boy friend, the three of us are now walking together, they are catching up, later she tells me something along the lines of "thank you" as though I was doing all that shit risking my life, to help her find her boyfriend (seriously thought I was going to make her mines).

That was the shitty part of the dream, here's where it gets good (I truly do love my mind in some ways), me being me, I hold back my anger and pretend to go along with it, tell her good bye and wish them both luck, I follow them back to an encampment and I'm looking at them near a fire hiding behind a rock, waiting for them to fall asleep, when they were both asleep and defenseless I rush over and slit chads throat, then I rape her next to his bleeding corpse, the screams seemed to echo across the landscape. Normies would see that as a fucked up scene, but it was beautiful to me, revenge is one of the most beautiful things ever, I've never felt more satisfied in life than how I felt in that dream at that moment, woke up with a diamonds erection. My rape fetish started to increase from that point.

Another thing too, I know I can't be the only one on this planet with this weird thing, when I'm in my dreams I usually don't know that I'm dreaming, usually no matter how absurd the events taking place, I get so absorbed into the whole thing that I don't realize its a dream till I wake up. Which is why that dream means so much to me and why I'll never forget it, I was actually able to taste for a while the joy of true revenge, and I was able to witness my true self, the kind of person I really am, someone who won't let themselves be used without proper compensation.